““It wasn’t up to the guys,” Maggie explained over her shoulder. “The landlords picked it. It’s a beach thing, you know, naming houses. The last place Wallace lived was called GULL’S CRY.” “Which was a terrible name,” Esther said. “Hey, Mags, remember when Eli and Abe were living over in that dump on Fourth Street? What was that—” “SUMMER LOVIN’,” Maggie finished for her as we climbed the front steps. “And there was nothing to love about it, let me tell you. Such a dump.””
